Second Chance At Love

Chapter 38

He had thought it was just a provocative play by Oliver that aimed at exposing his weak point to gain control. But seeing the ambiguous marks on Sophia’s body ignited a fury in him he couldn’t contain. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

‘Oliver intended to use her and indeed got his hands on her. She threw herself at him eagerly, only to be discarded without a second thought after he had his way with her. What a foolish woman, he cursed inwardly.

“Sophia, you really are cheap. You throw yourself at him, and what did you get in return?” he taunted.

Sophia slowly opened her eyes, her gaze of despair locking onto him, blank and chilling. She now understood Oliver’s intentions; he had wanted to test whether she was indeed Jason’s weak spot to then use against him. Unfortunately for him. Jason’s cruelty had ruined his plans.

She was aware that she would never be Jason’s weak spot. In his eyes, she was merely an outlet for his desires, and he wouldn’t hesitate to sell her if she could be of any use to him.

Her despair–filled eyes unnerved Jason, and he turned his head away, commanding coldly, “Speak

Sophia forced a smile, her voice filled with sorrow enough to make others weep. I’ve always been this cheap. You just realized it now, huh? Don’t forget, I climbed into your bed just like this four years ago. And what have I gotten from you?”

Jason’s hand shot out, gripping her chin tightly as he barked. “Idiot, are you comparing the two? I gave you status and made you the glorious Mrs. Wilson. What can he give you, huh?”

Sophia met his furious gaze with a cold laugh in her heart. What use is the title of Mrs. Wilson? Compared to Ada, I’m just a plaything for you to vent on. After every time you were satisfied, you’d force contraceptives on me against my will. Such status is nothing but a sugar–coated pill of poison: I’d rather not have it, she thought.

“I’ve always been shallow; whoever brings me joy, that’s who I’ll follow. If you don’t want to be cheated on, I suggest you divorce me sooner rather than later, Sophia retorted with an indifferent attitude, infuriating Jason to the point where he almost wanted to strike her.

Jason clenched his fists, his heart hardening as he said through gritted teeth. “Since you’re so desperate for men, should I put you to good use! There’s a client of Wilson Group who fancies you, requesting your company for a night. If you’re so cheap, then you better go and serve him

tomorrow.

Sophia’s eyes

turned blank once again as she slapped him with all the strength she could muster. ‘How could he say such heartless words? Sending me to the company’s client, huh? He’s actually going to send me to a client,‘ she scoffed inside.

Jason, you’ve shown me hell.” Her voice was icy.

Jason initially regretted his words, but the slap had extinguished the last of his reason, swallowed by rage. He grasped her chin tightly and said brutally, “Serving Oliver is okay, so is serving a client. And the latter comes with payment. You’re worth that much.

Sophia clutched at her heart as pain ravaged her chest, like countless blades twisting in her flesh. She reached up and grabbed his collar, her voice clear and desperate. Jason, you are unworthy of my love.”

Jason faced her resentful gaze

and pushed her onto the seat, “I don’t care. All you need to do is lie down and satisfy ine.”